The time of the city

Mo Yu returned home near dinner time. As soon as she entered the house, she followed the smell into the kitchen. "Mom, are we having sweet and sour pork ribs today? I'm so happy. I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time!" Mo Yu smiled sweetly, hugged Shang Xue's waist from behind, and pressed her face against her back.

"You're such a greedy little kid! You came back as soon as it was time for dinner. You must be missing the delicious food back home when you're abroad."

Mo Yu let go of Shang Xue, picked up a tomato on the table and took a bite. "Not really, my brother often cooks for me. It's delicious, just as good as my mom's."

"I didn't expect this brat could cook," Shang Xue put down the spatula and continued angrily, "He hasn't even cooked a meal for his own mother. Just wait and see how I teach him a lesson."

Suddenly, a burning smell filled the air. Mo Yu looked at the smoking pot behind Shang Xue and quickly shouted, "Mom, the sweet and sour pork ribs are burnt."

"I was just too busy talking to you!" Shang Xue immediately turned off the fire, but it was too late. Mo Yu came forward, and the charred mess in the pot had completely killed her appetite. "Mom, these are called black charred spareribs, right? They're so black and burnt."

"Oh, it's okay. Give it to Amu. He's not picky about food." Shang Xue smiled slyly. "Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu, the tomatoes are not washed. Don't eat them now, otherwise you will have diarrhea."

"Okay," Mo Yu said, placing the remaining half-eaten tomato on the table before leaving the kitchen. She was afraid she'd disturb Shang Xue again, as another dish might be ruined. Going upstairs to her room, Mo Yu saw Ni Jiamu's door was open. She looked inside and saw him asleep in the rocking chair facing the door.

The still-fading sunset shone on his face, his long, crow-wing-like eyelashes casting a shadow. His deep, beautiful features, illuminated by the light, were even more beautiful. His peaceful sleeping face looked so beautiful. Mo Yu thought, this must be Nuwa's graduation project.

As someone obsessed with looks, she was mesmerized. Mo Yu had a bold idea: she'd open an entertainment company and have Ni Jiamu work for her for free. With just his face, they'd surely make a killing. Thinking of this grand plan, Mo Yu could already see herself succeeding. She slowly walked up to the podium in a high-end suit, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Hehehe," Mo Yu giggled. She looked up and saw Ni Jiamu, who had woken up at some point, staring at her with his chin propped up on one hand. Mo Yu was so embarrassed to be seen acting silly that she dug her toes into the ground.

"Dear, come here." The man opened his thin lips slightly, his voice low and magnetic with a hoarseness of just waking up. Seeing that she did not move, he beckoned to her, but his eyes were always staring straight at her eyebrows.

"Brother" Mo Yu walked up to him.

"Are you having fun?" Ni Jiamu tucked her hair behind her ears, his eyes still so gentle that they seemed to be about to burst into tears.

"I'm happy. Today, Xiaoxiao and I went to eat the pancake shop that we used to eat at when we were in school. We also went around the school. I also bought a lot of beautiful hairpins. The strawberry hairpin on my head is the one I just bought. Doesn't it look good?" Mo Yu lowered her head so that Ni Jiamu could see more clearly.

"My Xiaoyu looks good in anything she wears." Ni Jiamu pointed at the strawberry hairpin on her head with his finger.

"It's time to eat, Xiaoyu Amu," Shang Xue's voice came from downstairs.

"Mom, isn't Dad coming back for dinner today?" Mo Yu asked when she saw the empty seat next to Shang Xue.

"Your dad is a workaholic. When you guys are not home, I usually have dinner alone." She said with a heavy sigh.

"Aren't we here with you? You're sad all day long, and your face has more wrinkles." Ni Jiamu joked.

"You little bastard, even rice can't stop you from eating." Shang Xue pretended to hit him on the head with chopsticks. "Oh, by the way, Amu, mom made a special dish for you. Go to the kitchen and bring it out to eat."

"Made it just for me? We're all eating together, why would you make it just for me?" Ni Jiamu stood up and headed to the kitchen. Mo Yu and Shang Xue smiled at each other. She could even imagine Ni Jiamu's face when he saw the plate of blackened spareribs.

"Mom, who bit this tomato? Why is there only half left?" Ni Jiamu asked as he looked at the tomatoes on the table that looked like they had been gnawed by a dog.

"I bit it."

"Why don't you finish it?" Ni Jiamu picked up the tomato and bit into it without any disdain. "Mom, where is the dish you made specially for me? All I have in front of me is a plate of food that even a dog wouldn't eat."

"It's that plate." Shang Xue said to the kitchen while suppressing her smile.

Ni Jiamu came out with a tomato in his mouth and a plate of burnt vegetables in his hand. Mo Yu couldn't help laughing. Why did his brother not look so smart?

Ni Jiamu placed the plate in the middle and said, "Why are you so kind to make a dish just for me? I won't eat it."

"Amu, it just doesn't look good, but it actually tastes great. Xiaoyu tasted it just now, right?" Shang Xue secretly winked at Mo Yu.

"Mmm, it tastes delicious." Mo Yu blinked her big eyes and nodded sincerely.

"I'll trust you this time." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ni Jiamu picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it into his mouth.

Before he even took a bite, he felt a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue. He frowned instantly and spat out the ribs.

"Hahahaha" the two people who were watching the fun finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Xiaoyu, you actually teamed up with mom to lie to me. Didn't you say it tasted delicious? You have to finish this dish for me today."

"I won't eat it, you're just too stupid." Mo Yu stuck out her tongue. "And brother, I only ate half of the tomatoes because I didn't wash them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yu saw Ni Jiamu sitting opposite her, gritting his teeth.